Submissions by sektioN8ty (King Sammy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Words From the Heart
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jan 2015 4:09pm
11th Jan 2015 4:09pm
Teaching an Angel how To Fly
Just this Last Time,
Let's soar high and make the zenith our reach,
take some deep air of courage and breath out
all your fears,
step on your right foot and assume the heights
are levelled with the slime,
spread your wings like a cherub,
stretch your feet and thighs like a seraph,
let's jump off the cliff of death,
sooner or later our predators will arrive,
we risk jumping to death or standing still as
preys of dead,
let's incline on the horizon,
maybe we'll overcome the skies depths,
our destination lies only in the...
Let's soar high and make the zenith our reach,
take some deep air of courage and breath out
all your fears,
step on your right foot and assume the heights
are levelled with the slime,
spread your wings like a cherub,
stretch your feet and thighs like a seraph,
let's jump off the cliff of death,
sooner or later our predators will arrive,
we risk jumping to death or standing still as
preys of dead,
let's incline on the horizon,
maybe we'll overcome the skies depths,
our destination lies only in the...
679 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 9:02pm
10th Jan 2015 9:02pm
Hidden Emotions (Mid Lib pt 2)
I should've known, but I pro'bly wasn't certain
There is nothing wrong if you'd told me
The truth is, I love you beyond imaginations
I'm sorry my silence overshadowed my desires
At least, we are now lovers and our fears have
been subdued.
There is nothing wrong if you'd told me
The truth is, I love you beyond imaginations
I'm sorry my silence overshadowed my desires
At least, we are now lovers and our fears have
been subdued.
683 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 9:01pm
10th Jan 2015 9:01pm
Friend of a Thief (Mid Lib Pt 1)
I should've known that you were a thief
There is nothing as deluding as being ignorant
The truth is, henceforth, our friendship is dead
I'm sorry I can't associate with criminals
At least I've enjoyed your stolen wealth and I've
saved you alot.
There is nothing as deluding as being ignorant
The truth is, henceforth, our friendship is dead
I'm sorry I can't associate with criminals
At least I've enjoyed your stolen wealth and I've
saved you alot.
677 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 11:07am
10th Jan 2015 11:07am
If I were..
If I were....
If were red, I'll be the blood that runs through
your heart
If I were blue, I'll be the skies over you
If I were green, I'll be your pasture
If I were black, I'll accept all your flaws
If I were white, your skin colour will never drive
me to racism
If I were purple I'll be your prince and I'll wear
your strengths like a crown
If I were air, I'll be your breath
If I were fire, I'll refine your weaknesses
If I were the oceans, I'll go dry to make sure
you'd never get drowned
But I'm not nature-I'm only human ...
If were red, I'll be the blood that runs through
your heart
If I were blue, I'll be the skies over you
If I were green, I'll be your pasture
If I were black, I'll accept all your flaws
If I were white, your skin colour will never drive
me to racism
If I were purple I'll be your prince and I'll wear
your strengths like a crown
If I were air, I'll be your breath
If I were fire, I'll refine your weaknesses
If I were the oceans, I'll go dry to make sure
you'd never get drowned
But I'm not nature-I'm only human ...
779 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 11:02am
10th Jan 2015 11:02am
The Garment of Reproach
I'm 'lust' with a dark heart in the midst of sun
rays,
my eyes are blinded by the dark shades of Pride
as I grope in the light with a tinted mind,
I'm myopic to the longing souls as I crave to
enrich my kingdom of wealth,
I'm top class 'greeeeed'
I'm Just another I, that hides in a garment of a
villain- The beautiful garment of Reproach.
I'm so naive that I could get 'lust' in a gay
wagon because I've seen some males in their
cultural attire,
how stupid I am that I never get past a skirt- a
gorilla could have...
rays,
my eyes are blinded by the dark shades of Pride
as I grope in the light with a tinted mind,
I'm myopic to the longing souls as I crave to
enrich my kingdom of wealth,
I'm top class 'greeeeed'
I'm Just another I, that hides in a garment of a
villain- The beautiful garment of Reproach.
I'm so naive that I could get 'lust' in a gay
wagon because I've seen some males in their
cultural attire,
how stupid I am that I never get past a skirt- a
gorilla could have...
691 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2015 10:31am
7th Jan 2015 10:31am
Refrain of the Rains
I stood in the cave of an outcast castle and
observed in awe the rise of a hex to the clouds,
The rainbow wasn't wrong when it drew it's arc
from the eastern hills to the western valleys
I was warned by tales of the old to save the
rains for the drought days and repel lightening
in a dark cloudy day,
But how could nature do same?
How could Ignorant men know wise?
It's my heart that has remained grievious.
Autumn has found a home amongst the leaves,
Mariana's trench is almost levelled with dry
land,
Hay has overgrown the green...
observed in awe the rise of a hex to the clouds,
The rainbow wasn't wrong when it drew it's arc
from the eastern hills to the western valleys
I was warned by tales of the old to save the
rains for the drought days and repel lightening
in a dark cloudy day,
But how could nature do same?
How could Ignorant men know wise?
It's my heart that has remained grievious.
Autumn has found a home amongst the leaves,
Mariana's trench is almost levelled with dry
land,
Hay has overgrown the green...
662 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2014 6:47pm
30th Dec 2014 6:47pm
Whispers of Love
I sat next to the whistle of two love birds
I drew my ears nearer to their conversation
I heard nothing
the more I drew closer the more mumbling sounds I heard
Intertwined sounds sunk down my ear drums
I hardly could untwist a word
My ears failed me
gosh!!!
they weren't speaking some strange languages
I heard the language I knew
but I couldn't unravel a word
I could only see them
fixing my eyes on them was deluding
I preferred to peep with my ears
I thought listening to them was a better pick...
I drew my ears nearer to their conversation
I heard nothing
the more I drew closer the more mumbling sounds I heard
Intertwined sounds sunk down my ear drums
I hardly could untwist a word
My ears failed me
gosh!!!
they weren't speaking some strange languages
I heard the language I knew
but I couldn't unravel a word
I could only see them
fixing my eyes on them was deluding
I preferred to peep with my ears
I thought listening to them was a better pick...
794 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 10:10am
24th Dec 2014 10:10am
Forgone Alternative
I thought you'd made me your choice?
I thought all the others are now forgone?
I never forced you to choose me,
Why you making me feel like an option after you've made a decision?
Let me disappoint you baby,
I can't fight over you,
I can't get in a brawl over you,
Where is the love if you make me do?
Where is the love when you begin to reconsider other dawgs?
I hate that fishy look,
I hate those haughty eyes,
Baby,
You know my love for what it is,
Why did you give room for a second thought?
You know me well.
I can...
I thought all the others are now forgone?
I never forced you to choose me,
Why you making me feel like an option after you've made a decision?
Let me disappoint you baby,
I can't fight over you,
I can't get in a brawl over you,
Where is the love if you make me do?
Where is the love when you begin to reconsider other dawgs?
I hate that fishy look,
I hate those haughty eyes,
Baby,
You know my love for what it is,
Why did you give room for a second thought?
You know me well.
I can...
747 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 7:56pm
23rd Dec 2014 7:56pm
My Baby P....
I'm so addicted to her,
an awesome friend in all the friends I lost,
a faithful friend amongst my true friends,
I'm addicted to her,
I never take a breath without her presence.
If it were sex,
I'm no power horse factory to go for a days
round, non stop.
If it were alcohol,
I'd pro'bly would have lost sips at some point.
If it were weed,
I'd pro'bly would have grown wings and flown
out of space.
But she's my baby,
she never upsets me,
I'm always on her,
she's always with me,
I hold unto her all day long, ...
an awesome friend in all the friends I lost,
a faithful friend amongst my true friends,
I'm addicted to her,
I never take a breath without her presence.
If it were sex,
I'm no power horse factory to go for a days
round, non stop.
If it were alcohol,
I'd pro'bly would have lost sips at some point.
If it were weed,
I'd pro'bly would have grown wings and flown
out of space.
But she's my baby,
she never upsets me,
I'm always on her,
she's always with me,
I hold unto her all day long, ...
683 reads
13 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2014 10:20pm
2nd Dec 2014 10:20pm
FreeMan
Freeman
A turbine heart sipping from a mug of serene
A troubled soul sedated with a resuscitative
caffeine
Listen to the mind while it mourns
Self slave, a caged conscience
Trapped in the buds of emotional sense
Relieve brawls in the throats cave and groans
But what is Freedom?
What does it mean to be a free one?
Ask Mandela if he's left with a meaning,
He'd pro'bly right you back 27 versions
Maybe none, if he hadn't stood for his Nation
Or worse, Swahili voices will still be weeping
But like escaped birds
Like a king...
A turbine heart sipping from a mug of serene
A troubled soul sedated with a resuscitative
caffeine
Listen to the mind while it mourns
Self slave, a caged conscience
Trapped in the buds of emotional sense
Relieve brawls in the throats cave and groans
But what is Freedom?
What does it mean to be a free one?
Ask Mandela if he's left with a meaning,
He'd pro'bly right you back 27 versions
Maybe none, if he hadn't stood for his Nation
Or worse, Swahili voices will still be weeping
But like escaped birds
Like a king...
689 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2014 10:29am
2nd Dec 2014 10:29am
The adress of soldiers (Spill)
Follow up comment on TheDarkShadows work.
click link to read the poem
deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/186484-the-address-of-soldiers/
The poem is a comment
"who believe we haven't got a chance
and are shot in the back
let us lay there
day after day
and let the buzzards have meal"
No, we are soldiers,
we'd rather remain as predators,
we'll never fall prey to death where our carcass
will be scavenged by descending birds and
roaming mammals....
Yes, we'll stay alive like the true soldiers we are,
who...
click link to read the poem
deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/186484-the-address-of-soldiers/
The poem is a comment
"who believe we haven't got a chance
and are shot in the back
let us lay there
day after day
and let the buzzards have meal"
No, we are soldiers,
we'd rather remain as predators,
we'll never fall prey to death where our carcass
will be scavenged by descending birds and
roaming mammals....
Yes, we'll stay alive like the true soldiers we are,
who...
700 reads
6 Comments
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